Ew! Jack, that was really... um... gutsy. ;^)

Here's a song based on the entire "Caitrin's Cookie Recipe" thread, complete with Sorcha's variation on the recipe and Liz the Squeak's Easter-biscuit-like cakes...


HAVE SOME KAHLUA (mmm), DO!
(Tune: "Have Some Madeira, M'Dear")

Caitrin's sung, to be sure, to the 'Catters advice:
"Oh, beware of the sweet treats you've seen
That are sold: so beguiling, arranged very nice-
-ly, but tastelessly bad they have been."
Then she shyly unveiled her own cookies. They'd chat;
They knew this convection's advanced
And she said as they hastened to eat, "These are fat,
They're fine; by the bar they're enhanced.

"Have some Kahlua (mmm), do! You'll really have something to chew.
I'm just trying to tempt you; it wouldn't be right
To leave out the spirits from each fudgy bite!
Have some Kahlua (mmm), do! It's nicer to eat than to brew.
I don't care if ev'ryone grows a bit stout,
For portly's just fine when your pants are let out
Some, simply because of the cookies I tout
So have some Kahlua (mmm), do!"


Unaware all the while of the cake-with-such-class
And the great cookie rave, Sorcha copes.
She lowers decanter and bottle and glass
Of liquor in batter, and mopes.
She baked it, it stank; down the drain it was slid.
She promptly prepared it again,
Trying Bailey's. She poured it in just one more batch....
It was buttery gold and weight gain!

"Have some with Bailey's, y'whale! I bought a big bottle on sale
And once it's been added, although it ain't cheap,
It polishes up the mix; go bake a heap!
Have some with Bailey's, y'whale! You'll feel that from Ireland you hail.
Now if you don't grin with a song in your breast,
I'll heave all these cookies and make a new test
Batch with the whole bottle's worth – they'll be the best!
So have some with Bailey's, y'whale!"


Then there flashed through their minds what the Squeak had once said
With a biscuit of olde on her breath:
"Oh my, you all should cook with a wine that's not red
To prepare for your plate ere your death
With nutmeg and raisin and cinnamon nigh,
Splashed, sprinkled, until it doth pour
In the batter that heavenly liquor so high
On MY list... and a dash or two more:

"Have some Madeira (mmm), dear, and out from the oven there's cheer
With a tre-mendous cake that you'd find at a Faire
As knights fight and fake death while the fool sings an air.
Have some Madeira (mmm), dear! For Easter, this treat has no peer!
Until your next baking with that rich brown-red
Kahlua and choc'late chips, may you be fed
The lovely confection of which I have said,
'Have some Madeira (mmm), dear!' "